Surrender

The “Forest”
My brother Ben is 2 years older than me. Always has been. Always will be.

We grew up on an acreage. My Mom still lives there: the first place west of the Floyd River as you leave Hospers, on the North side of the road. And one day, when I was 3 or 4 years old, Benji (that’s what we called him back then) came into the house all breathless and excited and said: “Russell, I found a FOREST!”